The Apple of Mine Eye

Tongue could never tell

Words could never spell

          What she means to me

Webster could never define

                 Her beauty

Sometimes I let my tears

            Flow down like a

            River night and day

Some nights I give myself

            No rest

I think she is the best

And I hope she thinks

            The same of me

But this one thing I know

            Sure, I will never

            Let the apple of

            Mine eye cease